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I used to subscribe to the theory, "it's only hair." You see, I was never afraid to do something dramatic to my mousy blonde locks. I've had cuts of all lengths, chopped it all off, let it grow ridiculously long, tried bangs, tried bobs. I've...

Dylan carried the pink and purple plastic tea pot between his small hands. He'd walk around to the tea party guests who were munching on a variety of miniature sandwiches and pastries offering up a glass of lemonade. When someone said, "yes," to him, he'd...

After 6 months in Central and South America, I flew back home to Chicago. It was nice to be back for a bit, though, really, most of my days were spent doing absolutely nothing and every night was spent sleeping on a couch. But it...